When there’s too much to do
It’s so easy to rue
Your decision on what to do first,
For when something’s begun
And you want that work done
There’s no way you can have that reversed.
It’s a shame to thus fret,
Even worse to regret
If you’ve checked something off on your list,
‘Cause for each finished chore
There will always be more
And a few that you probably missed.
It’s so easy to rue
Your decision on what to do first,
For when something’s begun
And you want that work done
There’s no way you can have that reversed.
It’s a shame to thus fret,
Even worse to regret
If you’ve checked something off on your list,
‘Cause for each finished chore
There will always be more
And a few that you probably missed.
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